Derana Wasted Wife
DERANA CHAPTER 70

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The atmosphere in the car was momentarily silent. Only the rhythm of the heart beat of two people sitting side by side accompanied by a smooth snoring sound coming from the back of the car seat.

Malikha appears to be asleep on Kartini's lap and occasionally snores. While Derana and Randy are still faithful in silence.

But the next minute, Randy began to open his voice while breaking the atmosphere of silence that momentarily enveloped the entire space.

"Dera-" he said without looking back at Derana.

"Yes, Mister-" Derana immediately turned her gaze when she heard the voice of her master's baritone.

"How are you feeling right now?" ask Randy then.

"I mean, Mister?"

"I mean, how did you feel after the judge ruled that you and Farel were officially divorced?"

Derana reviewed the smile and answered the question. "Of course I feel relieved and very happy, sir. After all the full moon awaits, at last .. my prayer is ordained by God."

"Thankfulness Alhamdulillah. I'm so happy."

"Thank you, sir."

"Hem. After this, what's your next wish?"

"I want to make my father, mother, and sister happy, sir."

"Other than that?"

"That's all, sir."

"You don't want to open a new page and knit the most beautiful story with someone?"

"Of course I would like to open a new chapter and close the dark pages of the old story, sir. I don't want to remember my stories from the past. Time in time of pain befriend me. But if to knit the most beautiful story with someone .. I dare not be too hopeful, sir. I am just a poor woman who is now a widow, not good if too hopeful. Especially if that person-" Derana urung continued her words and let out a long sigh.

"Why not continue?" Randy again asked and glanced at Derana with his net tail.

"No need to continue, sir. Because I'm too embarrassed to continue."

"Why should I be ashamed?"

"Because of me .... Ah sir, let's talk about something else. Which is certainly more interesting than talking about me." Derana tried to divert the subject because she did not want her lips to fall apart.

"For me, everything about you is very interesting, Dera. Even more interesting than talking about business."

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Derana's cheeks instantly flushed red as Randy said words that were very sweet to her. His heartbeat was heard as well as the sound of a drum being pounded.

"Dera, never again humble yourself by saying, You are just a poor woman who is now a widow! To me, you're a woman who has wealth. It is not wealth that is in the form of money or luxury goods, but inner wealth. As long as you know, Dera .. the so-called wealth is not a lot of possessions but the true wealth is the wealth of the soul and the wealth of the heart or mind. And as for your current status, God willing .. will soon change. Just so you're willing to open your heart and accept the sincerity of love from an Adam who always says your name in a third of the night" Randy said without shifting his focus.

"Master don't get me to GR-an! My head can grow. Where is there an Adam who would say my name in a third of the night? If there is, it must be that person being caliph, sir," said Derana-muffling the turbulent taste buds inside the chest.

"There, Dera. That guy - -"

Randy reviewed a smile and briefly looked back, along with Derana.

"Well, papa's angel is awake" he said without fading a smile.

"Yes, Papa."

"What was the dream, honey?"

"So, Likha dreams of Papa cama Mama Dela belpe-yukan as Pelti Lala and Po," Malikha said, answering a question.

Kartini tried to hold back the laughter by folding her lips when she heard the reply spoken by Malikha. While Derana and Randy briefly throw one another face accompanied by a smile that frames the faces of the two.

"Father, Mama Dela, wacky donk! Likha had not seen Papa and Mama Dela belpe-yukan," pinta Malikha as she pursed her lips.

Derana turned her head back and gently rubbed the top of Malikha's head. "Honey, Pa-pa and Mama Dera can't hug."

"Well, why can't you? Papa and Mama Dela are no longer even, right?"

"Of course we don't, honey."

"Te-yus, why can't you just belpe-yukan?"

"Because --"

"Because, Papa and Mama Dera aren't married yet, honey. So, Papa and Mama haven't been able to cuddle yet" said Randy-trim Derana.

"Owh, is that it, Pa? Yaudah, mom Nuan Papa and Mama Dela got married! Bi-al can belpe-yukan te-yus have a deductible-ti Onty Vayyet, Onty Ida Khanza, Onty Mey, Onty Iyien Lila, Onty Meel, Onty Althi, Onty Khas Khabibah, Onty Afli, and all those Onty who already have a grandpa."

Malikha's speech tickled the sense of hearing, so that Kartini could not help but laugh, so that both corners of her net released clear details.

"Pffhhhaha. Masya Allah, Pinter Tenan, Non Likha. May Papa grant Non Likha's request immediately, yes."

"Aamiin, have some gourmet, Mbok." Malikha smiled grinningly - showing her rows of neatly lined white teeth.

In contrast to Kartini, Derana instantly turned her face-hiding red hue that was increasingly vividly imprinted.

"Ehem, Likha must be patient and continue to pray! Because of the prayer of a godly child, God willing will be ordained by God," said Randy-responding to the babbling of his daughter.

"Yes, Papa. Likha will call beldoa. Mommy Papa and Mama Dela can get married quickly."

"Aamiin," said Randy and Kartini compact. In my heart, Derana said to Malikha.

Both Randy and Derana admired each other in silence and struggled with prayer at every breath ....

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